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  It was early morning as Twig escaped the clutches of her mom, Princess, to the outdoors. She was going to be bathed again being she got more twigs and some leafs in her hair. She hated water unless it was offered to her to drink but she would never tell her mom why she hated baths. She always said it was because she liked having those things in her hair but it was only part true.

                As she ran around outside giggling and laughing to her hearts content, she saw a small tree that she remembered being a lot smaller when she was first born. She went over to the small tree that stood next to an old mossy rock and tried to figure out what happened to the small twig of a tree that was planted there before. Did this tree eat the other tree?! What happened to her little wooden friend?

                “Mom, what happened to my twiggy tree? ”, the grey wyngling asked her mother. Princess looked at the tree that she was standing by and chuckled at her daughter’s question. “Twig, that is your twiggy tree. It just grew up is all. ”, Princess explained to the young child before leaning against another tree nearby. She wanted to see what Twig was trying to understand.

                “It grew up? So is it a adult now?”, Twig asked as she put one of her paws onto the tree that was once small like her. After a moment she looked at her mother to get more answers. “I don’t believe trees actually become adults…. But I guess in a way it isn’t a little starter tree anymore. It is a tree now which is kind of like an adult for them.”, Princess explained with a smile before crouching down to her daughter.

                Twig frowned at this and tried to think of how old she was and then felt her paw that was on the ground hurting a little bit. She lifted it off the ground and supported herself with her tree friend. “Mom….do….do twigs become trees?”, She asked as she continued looking at the tree. She didn’t want to become an adult. She still wanted to be the baby in the family but Vivian and Prince were the new babies now. Did that mean that her mom and dad would no longer spoil her or treat her so well?

                Princess seemed confused at first by that question wondering if her child was talking about an actual twig or herself. “Um…”, Princess said as she smiled at her child not sure what to say. Twig still looked like she was slowly becoming depressed before hearing her baby sister crying from inside the house. She glared at the house for a moment showing her distaste for her sibling and said,” She’s crying again…” Twig knew that her mom really loved her little brother and sister but why did she seem to love them so much more than her. Wasn’t she also their child? Didn’t she have her the same way as the other two?

                Maybe she wasn’t their precious baby as she once thought she was. She didn’t remember ever being carried in a pouch by her mom so maybe she wasn’t their child. Maybe she was more like a pet then a baby to them. She shook her head at that thought before thinking ,’No I am the baby of this family! They love me more then they love any of my other siblings! Right?’ For now she would just stand leaning on her tree friend to give her mom time to either answer her question or go take care of Vivian. That would at least answer the major question she had right now. Was she still their baby girl or was she growing up like her tree friend?
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638 words..... Ya I am not sure about the quality of this story but I tried. Also is this foreshadowing?

Find out next time

This was done with Color pencils, Jelly roll pen(white), and pigma pens.

Princess(Mentioned in story) belongs to

Twig belongs to

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Description

  It was early morning as Twig escaped the clutches of her mom, Princess, to the outdoors. She was going to be bathed again being she got more twigs and some leafs in her hair. She hated water unless it was offered to her to drink but she would never tell her mom why she hated baths. She always said it was because she liked having those things in her hair but it was only part true.

                As she ran around outside giggling and laughing to her hearts content, she saw a small tree that she remembered being a lot smaller when she was first born. She went over to the small tree that stood next to an old mossy rock and tried to figure out what happened to the small twig of a tree that was planted there before. Did this tree eat the other tree?! What happened to her little wooden friend?

                “Mom, what happened to my twiggy tree? ”, the grey wyngling asked her mother. Princess looked at the tree that she was standing by and chuckled at her daughter’s question. “Twig, that is your twiggy tree. It just grew up is all. ”, Princess explained to the young child before leaning against another tree nearby. She wanted to see what Twig was trying to understand.

                “It grew up? So is it a adult now?”, Twig asked as she put one of her paws onto the tree that was once small like her. After a moment she looked at her mother to get more answers. “I don’t believe trees actually become adults…. But I guess in a way it isn’t a little starter tree anymore. It is a tree now which is kind of like an adult for them.”, Princess explained with a smile before crouching down to her daughter.

                Twig frowned at this and tried to think of how old she was and then felt her paw that was on the ground hurting a little bit. She lifted it off the ground and supported herself with her tree friend. “Mom….do….do twigs become trees?”, She asked as she continued looking at the tree. She didn’t want to become an adult. She still wanted to be the baby in the family but Vivian and Prince were the new babies now. Did that mean that her mom and dad would no longer spoil her or treat her so well?

                Princess seemed confused at first by that question wondering if her child was talking about an actual twig or herself. “Um…”, Princess said as she smiled at her child not sure what to say. Twig still looked like she was slowly becoming depressed before hearing her baby sister crying from inside the house. She glared at the house for a moment showing her distaste for her sibling and said,” She’s crying again…” Twig knew that her mom really loved her little brother and sister but why did she seem to love them so much more than her. Wasn’t she also their child? Didn’t she have her the same way as the other two?

                Maybe she wasn’t their precious baby as she once thought she was. She didn’t remember ever being carried in a pouch by her mom so maybe she wasn’t their child. Maybe she was more like a pet then a baby to them. She shook her head at that thought before thinking ,’No I am the baby of this family! They love me more then they love any of my other siblings! Right?’ For now she would just stand leaning on her tree friend to give her mom time to either answer her question or go take care of Vivian. That would at least answer the major question she had right now. Was she still their baby girl or was she growing up like her tree friend?
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638 words..... Ya I am not sure about the quality of this story but I tried. Also is this foreshadowing?

Find out next time

This was done with Color pencils, Jelly roll pen(white), and pigma pens.

Princess(Mentioned in story) belongs to

Twig belongs to

4//462